
Zoya held her head while smiling. His heart was beating fast because of Zafran. Someone knocked on the windshield of his car. He nodded and looked.
He lowered his car glass. "Well, how are you again?" ask that guy. Who else if not Zafran. Zafran smiled in a smile. "I forgot the way back to Archee's house by which"
"Huh?" ask Zoya confused. "Can you ask for more help? Take me to his house?" pinta Zafran's. Zoya nodded. Zafran opens Zoya's car door.
"Ih, sit over there" said Zoya. Zafran. "You're the one who moved there. Let me be the same"
"She forgot the road, even wanted to drive!" Zoya moves from the steering wheel to the passenger seat. "Yes later you can give instructions on the way bu camat. But, borrow the car back, huh? My target just came out of the nest"
"Huh?"
Zafran just grinned. He contacted someone. "Help the cave prey! Call Kang Cilok Demak, ask for help from the troops with him. Okay cave share lock"
"Well, what are we going to do?" ask Zoya in fear. "Pair the right belt baby, we want to play a good chase huh.... Trust me the same"
Zoya shakes. He wanted to get off but it was too late. Zafran is already stepping on the gas at high speed. Cut off the track and then make a chase. Zafran glanced at the expression on Zoya's face that closed her eyes in fear. And he was happy to see that face. He laughed.
"Fear huh? This is my job. Hmmm. Just give me up" he said. Zoya did not answer Zafran's words. He was busy reading prayer.
Damar and Hamka had followed using the Imam's car. Some fine cars also took part in the chase. Zafran received another call. From partner. "OK, 86!" the answer. He was chasing the car in front of him. Until they were finally stuck in traffic. Zafran is still watching the car and can't go anywhere.
The intelers agreed to surround him in that jam. Zafran pulled his car over at one of the supermarkets. Then he went down and left Zoya. Their target is no less clever. He also got out of his car and ran.
There was a chase action. The intel can't use their weapons in such circumstances. Zafran stopped and picked up some gravel. "If it falls!" said.
He threw a few pebbles quickly at the foot of their target. "Yes!" their target fell down and fell forward. Almost crushed by car tires.
Kang Cilok Demak and his men managed to bend their target. Drive him to the car. "Bring to the Police" Zafran told his comrade. He immediately returns to the car and finds Zoya vomiting.
"Are you okay?" Zoya shakes. "For you!" Zoya's Ogat.
Zafran helped massage Zoya's nape. "I bought you some nausea medicine first, huh?" Zoya nodded. Zafran immediately went into the supermarket and looked for a cure for his drunkenness. Then get back to the car.
"Drink first" Zoya drank without refuting. Zafran is driving his car. "Pelanlah just bring the car" pinta Zoya.
"Yes. I finished the chase. Come to the Police, huh?"
"Up to you!" zoya pasrah. Zafran laughed at hearing that. They arrived at the police. "You coming down?" ask Zafran. Zoya shakes.
"Okay, wait, don't be left home" Zafran said.
"Brewl yah!" reply Zoya. Zafran immediately entered the Police to complete his task.
Zoya ponders in the car. Talk about Zafran. "Thank you what? Duh, so confused. If I accept, am I prepared for such a risky job? But if I refuse? I lost because my first kiss was gone, handsome, but full of risks. Duh O Allah.... piye iki? Why isn't Archee my soul mate? Why even his cousin? Astarghfirullah.... Conscious Zoy, aware of you! Archee belongs to Humai. Huft....."
Almost 1 hour of Zoya waiting in the car. Damar and Hamka return to Archee's house first. Zafran's back in Zoya's car. "Sorry for a long time" Zafran said.
"Sir papa. Done already?" Zafran. "Not nausea?" Zoya shakes.
"I'll take you home, where's our house?"
"How will you go home?" ask Zoya. "Slightly, ask to pick up the same as Agil can"
"As much as you are" Zoya replied. "So, where's your home address?"
"Ba ma'am ma'am! What do you think I'm your mother?" Zafran laughed at Judas Zoya's words. "What do you call him dong?"
"Whatever" Zoya replied.
"OKAY. Then I'll call you darling"
"Yes" Zafran replied frankly. Makes Zoya misbehave and blush red. "Hahaha, embarrassed huh? So then? Want to be my closest friend? Not just a close one. Life companions. Wanna?"
Instantly Zoya's body churns. A small sweaty detail appeared on his forehead. "Cock quiet? Answer dong dear"
"Where do you work?" ask Zoya. Zafran smile.
"Promise not to tell people?" Zoya nodded. "Tournament"
"Faraway... What if I answer? I'm not the type of person who can LDR an" Zoya said honestly.
Zafran stood up and smiled. "I moved here"
"It was easy?"
"I don't know, but it seems easy. Okay, your first concern is resolved. Is there something you're still worried about?"
Zoya tries to find a question. "Your job is nakutin, can't find a more relaxed job?" Zafran smiled again.
"You want me out of my world?" ask Zafran. Zoya nodded. "Sorry, if for this one, I can't"
Zoya sighed. "So?" ask Zafran. "There's a deadline until noon tomorrow" Zoya replied.
"Let's answer now" Zoya shook her head. "Let's be curious"
"Huhahah, okay, but why is my heart sure?" goda Zafran's. Make Zoya back blushing. "I'm ashamed" God again.
"Hi! Reverse home!" Zafran started driving. Zoya gives directions to her home. "You're Demak's real?" ask Zafran. Zoya nodded.
"Old people are still complete?"
"Still"
"What number of children?"
"single"
"Oooo.... You've vomited no laper anymore, dear?"
"Hi! Can't you call him not that? We're not official yet"
Zafran smiled hearing that. "Not yet official means will be official dong huh? I like calling you baby. Please call me by the name you like"
"Huh?"
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